Húron's Epiphany

Húron looked up at the sky where a flock of ravens, the birds of wisdom, harbingers of death, was circling and darting in and out of the low clouds and thought he could almost catch a glimpse of something greater, something larger than himself and higher than the ravens, something regal and filled with might, power and destruction and yet generous, just and life-giving, looking down at him from far above the cottony blanket of the clouds, higher In the heavens than any Man or Elf could ever dream to reach, greater than the world domination plots of the most fiery dragon, a thing of fire itself, something so great his eyes ached just glimpsing it through the clouds.

Then Húron realized why his mother had always said not to stare at the sun.